Chapter 105: I’m Willing to Be Your Ox or Horse!

As they stepped through the gate, they didn’t find a cave, but a spacious clearing. Nearly forty disciples were gathered there, whispering among themselves.

Mu Zhi’an held Ye Lingxuan’s hand, discreetly joining the back of the crowd, his gaze sweeping over them.

“It seems all nine peaks have Ling Long’s Celestial Realm beneath them, and they’re all connected,” Wei Mengrou whispered, her voice a mental message.

He nodded, his gaze lingering on an ancient bronze gate at the far end of the clearing. This must be the true entrance to Ling Long’s realm…

But he hadn’t expected so many disciples to be here.

It’s clever. It knows I don’t want to be the center of attention, so it used this method to attract others. He was impressed by the dragon’s intelligence.

If he was the only one who received Ling Long’s favor, he would become a target. But with so many others present, he wouldn’t stand out.

Ling Long had seemingly invited dozens of disciples, but its true intentions were elsewhere.

“Master Yan has arrived!”

A disciple’s voice rang out, and the crowd turned to look. Yan Ruyu, the master of the library, approached gracefully, her beautiful robe swirling around her, her smile captivating. The disciples, despite her beauty, bowed respectfully, not daring to show any disrespect.

Beside her walked another woman, her face veiled, her aura cold and distant.

Master Yan is quite beautiful… Mu Zhi’an bowed as well, discreetly observing her. He had never met a woman like her before. Perhaps because of her years of study, she possessed an intelligence and sophistication that set her apart, her alluring figure accentuated by her robe, her aura both mature and alluring.

But he was a devoted man. His gaze lingered on her for a few seconds, then returned to Senior Sister Lan.

She truly is something special. Strong, intelligent, aloof, and well-endowed. He looked at her, his gaze filled with respect. She had always seemed unfathomable. It wasn’t just her strength, but also her personality, her background… everything about her was a mystery.

He glanced at her ample bosom, straining against her robe, and he sighed inwardly. She truly is unfathomable in every way.

She seemed to sense his gaze, her brow furrowing slightly as she looked at him. Her gaze lingered on him for a moment, then she looked away, her expression unchanged.

“Ling Long rarely opens its Celestial Realm. It must be in a good mood. Remember, no fighting within the realm. If you encounter an opportunity, embrace it. If not, don’t force it.”

“If you disturb Ling Long’s cultivation, you will be expelled.”

Her voice, clear and cold, echoed through the clearing, and the disciples bowed, their eyes filled with anticipation.

“Is there anything else we should be aware of, Senior Sister?” Mu Zhi’an asked.

She glanced at him, her voice a cold whisper. “Leave it to fate.”

She might be angry with me, but she wouldn’t be petty about something this important. So within Ling Long’s realm, whether we find an opportunity or not, it’s all up to fate. He understood.

“Strange… Why can’t I enter?”

A disciple’s voice, laced with confusion, rang out from the crowd. He watched as others entered the realm, but he remained outside, his eyes filled with frustration.

“You need at least a Prosperous Destiny to enter Ling Long’s Celestial Realm,” Yan Ruyu said, her voice gentle, a smile playing on her lips. “Those with ordinary destiny, even if they enter, they won’t find anything.”

The disciples who couldn’t enter sighed, their faces filled with disappointment.

A Prosperous Destiny, it meant a red destiny. To enter the realm, one needed either a Prosperous Destiny, an Emperor’s Aura, or great destiny.

Destiny and talent were different concepts. Some were talented, but their destiny was lacking. And some possessed both great talent and great destiny. They were known as Chosen Ones.

Ling Long’s realm had already filtered out a large number of candidates.

“I’m going in, Senior Sister. I’ll visit you tomorrow,” Mu Zhi’an whispered to Lan Mulian.

She looked at him, her voice calm and distant. “I’m available for the next two days, but I’ll be meditating after that. Please don’t disturb me.”

Her coldness would have discouraged most, but Mu Zhi’an was persistent. “I wanted to visit you, but Two Polarities Peak is protected by formations.”

“Mental messages can pass through the formations,” she replied coldly, watching as the disciples entered the realm. Their faces were filled with hope, dreaming of opportunities. They didn’t realize that the aloof and unattainable Senior Sister Lan was chatting with a young cultivator.

She’s blaming me for being dismissive. She’s saying there are other ways to reach her. She’s waiting for an explanation. He understood, his voice filled with a carefully crafted remorse. “I wrote three paper cranes after that day, Senior Sister, but I didn’t have the courage to send them.”

She ignored him.

“Could you postpone your meditation until the day after tomorrow, Senior Sister?” he asked, but she still didn’t respond.

She’s not rejecting my messages. There’s still a chance. He pondered for a moment, then said, “Ling Long’s song, it was calling to me.”

She looked at him, her expression unchanged, her voice a cold whisper. “Ling Long chose you…?”

She’s interested. “It’s a long story. If you’re free tomorrow, Senior Sister, I could explain everything over tea.”

She hesitated, then sighed. “You’re a clever boy, Mu Zhi’an, but you waste your talents on frivolous pursuits.”

I understand, I understand. Liking other women is frivolous. Only pursuing a cold and elegant woman like you is the right path. “I’ll try to reform myself,” he said sincerely. He would join her righteous path soon.

“Send me a paper crane before you come tomorrow. I’ll bring you to the back mountain,” she said, her voice softening slightly, losing its previous coldness.

“And even though Ling Long called to you, don’t try anything. It’s sensitive to malicious intent.” she added, clearly aware of his tendencies.

“You’re so kind, Senior Sister,” he said, his voice filled with gratitude. “If you ever need anything, I’ll be your loyal servant.”

He had said similar things before, but repeating them wouldn’t hurt. Especially with someone like Lan Mulian, with her intelligence and emotional awareness. She would surely sense his sincerity.

She smiled, her beauty radiant, even the sunlight seeming to dim in comparison.

“Go. Master Yan and I will wait here for an hour before leaving.”

He bowed respectfully, then, with Ye Lingxuan and Wei Mengrou, entered the realm.

Lan Mulian narrowed her eyes, staring at Wei Mengrou’s retreating figure, a flicker of confusion in her gaze.

Why can she enter…?

Yan Ruyu turned to her, smiling. “Were you just chatting with that young cultivator? You seem quite fond of him.”

Lan Mulian regained her composure, smiling faintly. “He displayed some impressive talents in Tianxuan City. I’m simply observing him.”

Yan Ruyu studied her alluring figure, her voice soft and amused. “I see.”

Her tone was casual, but her gaze, as she looked towards Mu Zhi’an, was knowing. She wouldn’t be so interested in someone simply because of their talent. After all, talented individuals were common.

Everyone who had entered Ling Long’s realm possessed great destiny. And Ye Lingxuan, Ye Yu, and Bai Ruoxi, their talent and destiny were at least equal to his, if not greater. Why was she so focused on him?

He was definitely hiding something.

But what was his destiny…?

If Ling Long hadn’t been interested in Bai Ruoxi, but in him…

What kind of destiny could attract a dragon’s attention?

She narrowed her eyes, her thoughts racing.

…

The bronze gate closed behind them as they entered the realm. Mu Zhi’an took Ye Lingxuan’s hand, his voice filled with concern. “Be careful. Ling Long might not be hostile, but there could be other dangers. It’s safer to stay together.”

She glanced at him, but she didn’t tell him to let go. He was right.

“Mengrou,” he said, offering his hand to Wei Mengrou.

She rolled her eyes, her voice cold. “No, thank you. Holding hands will hinder my movements. If something happens, I might not be able to save you.”

He smiled, his voice filled with mock gratitude. “You’re so kind, Mengrou.”

“In the past, you would have called me a burden.”

She nodded. “You are a burden.”

“I can’t help it. I wasted a lot of time. I’m trying to catch up. Besides, with you here, I feel safe…” he chuckled.

Ye Lingxuan looked at him, surprised. “You have quite the positive attitude…”

She remembered how Ye Yu, back in the Ye family, had lost his temper when someone teased him about his low cultivation. But Mu Zhi’an, even when being insulted, he remained calm, even mocking himself. His attitude was admirable.

“She’s telling the truth,” he said, smiling. “There’s no need to rush cultivation.”

“No need to rush, you say? But you seem quite eager every night…” Wei Mengrou said, her voice laced with amusement, glancing at him.

Working hard every night for Bai Ruoxi’s cultivation.

He ignored her, clearing his throat, quickly changing the subject. “It’s strange. According to Master Yan, you shouldn’t be able to enter Ling Long’s realm, Mengrou.”

He looked around, his hand still holding Ye Lingxuan’s. “And we only entered a few moments after the others, but there’s no one here.”

Wei Mengrou also looked around, her brow furrowing. “It is strange. I can’t sense any spiritual auras.”

They had entered less than fifteen minutes after the others, yet there was no sign of them.

“Perhaps this realm has multiple starting points. We might have been separated.” Ye Lingxuan said.

She had read about such realms in ancient texts. Some cultivators would connect their Celestial Realms, creating different paths leading to different destinations. Only by passing certain tests could one gain the realm master’s approval.

“Aaaa~”

The mournful song echoed through the air. He didn’t understand the words, but he seemed to comprehend its meaning. He looked up and saw a door, glowing faintly, the song emanating from within.

Ling Long was definitely in there! It seemed they had bypassed the tests and reached the final destination.

He stared at the door, his heart filled with curiosity.

Let’s see if Ling Long is a beautiful woman.

Chapter 105: I’m Willing to Be Your Ox or Horse!

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